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Tw: sa reference but not in detail

Can I just say how much I hated everyone’s reaction to Buck asking this question? Everyone stared at him like he was insane for asking this question and he was weird for asking but—

Isn’t this a super valid question?? If a random, confused woman shows up in a car to a fire dept apparently uncontrollably sleep walking, shouldn’t we be asking if she was clothed before or if someone did that to her?? Am I crazy for thinking he was 100% right to ask that question?

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Crying about this today! They should be together!🤧❤️

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All I wanna do all the time is give buck and tommy a baby. Like I feel like they were made to be dads together.

Those massive hands? Meant to hold a itty bitty baby. To pick up their toddler when their legs get tired. To hold their child’s hair back when they’re sick. To soothe and hug their teen after their first break up.

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Tommy calling Buck "kitten" in bed jokingly one time and Buck coming so hard he sees stars that's it that's the post

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Buck fidgeting with his hands because he’s nervous and Tommy just taking them into his and starts massaging them.

Buck is confused the first time it happens but after a while he gets used to it and it relaxes him in a way nothing has before.

Sometimes when he’s really anxious he’ll just reach out his hands to Tommy, wordlessly asking him to massage his hands.

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I need bucktommy to kiss with a lot of tongue. Like make it all slobbery and loud. They’re moaning too. Just sharing spit like it’s liquid gold.

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it’s been talked about to death but i’m thinking about that morning after scene yet again and it really is crazy how much hornier it is when you watch it slowed down. tommy slapping his hand down on buck’s thigh and squeezing it… buck grabbing tommy’s hand and pulling it up higher while staring at his lips + holding his gaze bc he wants to start their morning like they ended their night… tommy letting his hand drift from buck’s thigh to his hip… fingers dipping into the waistband of his sweats…

buck well fucked and well rested and thinking about how familiar it feels to have tommy loving him + looking after him bc he can see that buck’s been having a tough time…

tommy having no idea how much buck’s been pining for him or that he’s one of the biggest reasons buck’s been going through it… urghhhhh

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Hey, I Just Met You, and This is Crazy [BuckTommy | Rated: G | 2.9K]

He'd definitely clicked the wrong square somewhere when he signed up because this—this was a room full of dudes.

No one had noticed him lurking in the doorway yet.

He could sneak away.

No harm. No foul.

...but.

...but—he was trying to be open to new things and experiences and none of the dates he'd had with women lately had gone anywhere plus wasn’t there that saying about trying the same thing over and over again and expecting different results so maybe shaking things up was what he needed?

Just this once?

He could mingle and make small talk. If he didn't feel anything—anything different—at least he'll have had a nice night with a couple of drinks and maybe some new workout tips, judging by the quick glance he'd taken of the...glutes in the room.

Right, so...no harm, no foul. Buck took a deep breath and stepped up to the table where two guys with perfect, shiny smiles were handing out name tags. “Hi, I'm Bu—Evan? Sorry, um, Evan Buckley?”

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Hey, I Just Met You, and This is Crazy

Inspired by this post from @sagasimon, here is a BuckTommy speed-dating AU that was supposed to be a 500 word ficlet 😂 Thank you so much for inspiring this ridiculousness!

BuckTommy | Rated: G | 2.9K

Summary:

Buck decides to try speed-dating and realized he may have clicked an incorrect box somewhere when he ends up in a room full of dudes. His love life hasn't been all that great so he decides to give it a try anyway.

Best. Decision. Ever.

Excerpt [or click here now to read on a03]:

He'd definitely clicked the wrong square somewhere when he signed up because this—this was a room full of dudes.

No one had noticed him lurking in the doorway yet.

He could sneak away.

No harm. No foul.

...but.

...but—he was trying to be open to new things and experiences and none of the dates he'd had with women lately had gone anywhere plus wasn’t there that saying about trying the same thing over and over again and expecting different results so maybe shaking things up was what he needed?

Just this once?

He could mingle and make small talk. If he didn't feel anything—anything different—at least he'll have had a nice night with a couple of drinks and maybe some new workout tips, judging by the quick glance he'd taken of the...glutes in the room.

Right, so...no harm, no foul. Buck took a deep breath and stepped up to the table where two guys with perfect, shiny smiles were handing out name tags. “Hi, I'm Bu—Evan? Sorry, um, Evan Buckley?”

“Evan Buckley...hm...Evannnnnn...ah, here you go,” the first guy, Craig according to his name tag, said as he handed a tag over to Buck. “No need to look so nervous, sweetie. You're adorable. Everyone in there is going to eat you up.”

“Adorable?” Buck laughed a little to himself. That was a first.

“He's right.” The second guy, Marco, handed him a card and a tiny golf pencil. “Get in there and do that little smile you just did and you'll end up listed on every single card.”

“How—uh, h-how does that part work again? I kind of skimmed the instructions when I filled out the forms.” Obviously, since this was where he'd ended up.

“See that number under your first name?” Marco pointed it out on his own tag. “If you meet someone you're interested in, write their number down on your card. And if they also write yours down, then we get in touch and give you each other's contact information.”

“And let nature take its course from there,” Craig said, waggling his eyebrows at Buck as he grinned.

“R-right, that makes sense,” Buck said, scanning over the blank spaces on his card. There was an intimidatingly large amount. He hoped Craig and Marco wouldn't be too disappointed in him if he walked out of here tonight without writing down a single number. “Thanks—thank you, guys.”

“Good luck, cutie.” Craig waved him off with another smile and welcome the next guy waiting to register.

Okay. He was doing this.

Buck's heart did a little flip as he stuck his name tag on and wandered over to the bar. He got a beer and perched on a stool as he took a sip. Most of the other guys were doing the same thing—nursing a drink as they sized up their company. A few were already chatting with each other which, in Buck's mind, kind of felt like cheating at an event like this.

You were supposed to go off your gut reaction to those few minutes of discussion you had. Not lay the groundwork before things even got started.

Looking, though...that was fair game.

Buck let himself look plenty.

This was, objectively speaking, a very attractive group of guys. Not all gym bros either—a real spectrum of appearances, but Buck could find something appealing about pretty much everyone there.

Objectively speaking.

He shook his head, chuckling at himself. That wasn't exactly the best mindset to go into this with, was it? He needed to be able to picture himself going on a date with someone here.

With a guy.

A man.

Buck tried and found it wasn't too hard to imagine. He could talk to just about anybody. Sharing a meal was easy enough. But that—that wasn't all that dating was about. Not for him, anyway.

He tried to picture himself kissing a man.

Maybe one of the guys here tonight. Imagined stubble against his skin and hard muscles under his hands. A tendril of heat curled through Buck’s stomach as his eyes landed on a guy across the room. He was big—Buck wouldn’t have to lean down to kiss him—with a great smile and a—

A cleft.

He could press a kiss there and—

Oh.

Oh.

Buck gulped down another swallow of beer as he realized that was something he was apparently into. Really into.

Before he could fully process that, a bell was ringing and Craig and Marco were instructing everyone to take a seat. Buck tried to maneuver his way into sitting in front of handsome cleft guy, but he still ended up two seats away.

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BUCKTOMMY HIATUS EVENT: WEEK 4 | favourite tactile moments (2/2) + pt.1

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BUCKTOMMY HIATUS EVENT: WEEK 4 | favourite tactile moments (1/2) + pt.2

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It’s so funny that when I see pda irl I feel so awkward and sometimes even grossed out but I also need to see buck and tommy all over each other everywhere in s9

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Just a reminder that this is a side blog. If I follow you, it will be with leafymerlin :]

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Okay, I need Bucktommy people to talk to. Are there any discords servers? or just people who wanna scream/pos about them with me?

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I think I’m digging my own grave rn 🙃